Amesaya

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]

"...I have to choose a King Consort right now?!"

No sooner did the young woman from Earth awake in the body of Empress Isabelle of Nevremia than she was informed she'd have to choose a King Consort to keep her throne. While she was still trying to get used to her new body, new world, and new position, her advisors insisted she marry some stranger to retain her power.

"But don't Empresses get to make the rules?"

As Isabelle Von Nevremia. not only is she the revered empress of a powerful country, but she has access to a special status system, which allows her to read people's names, skills, moods, and even their kinks. As well as that, there's some kind of mysterious 'challenge' system that awards her 'skill points' for successfully completing challenges.

...But all the challenges are just seducing people. How tacky...

"...If I'm going to be Empress, then I won't have a king! I'm going to have a harem!"

I'm the Empress! So I'm Going to Make Myself a Harem

Isabelle collected her kitten up in her arms once they were sufficiently dry. Snowball purred and pressed against his mother, demanding kisses, which she promptly granted.

Snowball snuggled with her a bit longer before she re-entered her room to see her three other husbands.

Phoenix looked up in surprise from where he sat. "Already finished, love...? Are you feeling better so soon?"

Alexander looked over at her, but said nothing as he read.

Tenshi lounged in one of the arm chairs, flipping through a book and clearly reading about...something. Something about gardening? She could just barely peek the corner of the book he was holding.

"Much better." She said with a nod. "Soak in the bath helps. We have a situation."

She sat down and recounted the encounter for her husbands, carefully.

By the time she'd finished, Lyov and Alexander were sitting up.

I'm not a promise breaker, I'm a promise keeper